Post by breakawayheart on Feb 23, 2005 17:55:17 GMT -5
Aleksandra was sitting at a table within the library of the castle, and this piece had come from her. She didn't like it for it was true about man she'd met, and her feelings were jumbled up. She got up, and went over to a window. She opened up the window, and using a smidge of magic, formed the piece of paper into a white butterfly. She relaesed it upon the wind, hoping the man in the poem she was talking about would find it, read it and know. Until then, she could only wait and long for him.
"We stand side by side, you and I,
And when we look into the mirror,
All you see are me and her,
And I wonder, will you ever be able to see me?
I know not your name,
But I long to hold you,
To call you my own,
And to whisper those three words,
"I love you" into your ear,
And make you shiver with desire,
And a love is returned to me,
It seems we only meet out in the forest,
Sitting on snow covered logs,
Or just walking down frozen paths,
Yet that is enough for me,
I want nothing from you but love,
Your heart, your very essence tied to mine,
Forever to be joined as one."
"We stand side by side, you and I,
And when we look into the mirror,
All you see are me and her,
And I wonder, will you ever be able to see me?
I know not your name,
But I long to hold you,
To call you my own,
And to whisper those three words,
"I love you" into your ear,
And make you shiver with desire,
And a love is returned to me,
It seems we only meet out in the forest,
Sitting on snow covered logs,
Or just walking down frozen paths,
Yet that is enough for me,
I want nothing from you but love,
Your heart, your very essence tied to mine,
Forever to be joined as one."